Yes, they are all waiting for Chu Cheng's homecoming.

And now, the wanderer has returned, and his family is gone.......

was originally a person from two worlds, but now, it is really two worlds, and only one person is left. and they all went with him.

Once, there were people walking around here and practicing martial arts in the martial arts training ground. Occasionally, a few swords and swords sounded. There are girls laughing or sitting by the pond doing laundry. Or watch the old man and Steward Liu sit under the poplar tree and play chess.

There was a noble lady, in full view of everyone, pulling the ears of a middle-aged man to argue.

Chu Cheng opened his eyes, and the scenes were shattered like glass. There are only lonely and cold courtyards, and dilapidated houses.

The warmth and beauty of the past have lived up to their existence. The laughter disappeared from nowhere, leaving only a sigh.

He was very sad, although he had been directly touched for less than half a year, he still felt the warmth of home.

Although they are not Chu Cheng's real relatives, they ..... The blood of his parents remained in his body. This is the love that cuts constantly.

Sometimes, he also thinks that it would be good if his family could live like this, but now....... The family is gone.

He glanced at the night sky, shifted his steps, and walked towards the kitchen.

Li Ying on the side didn't know what he was going to do, but he still followed.

"Click. The wooden door was pushed open, spilling a layer of gray sand.

He walked into the kitchen and looked inside. There were only some cured meats in it, and the original vegetables and fresh meat had long since rotted.

Chu Cheng walked to the rice bowl, took out two scoops of rice, rinsed them with water, then poured them into the pot and cut a few slices of bacon.

Li Ying knew Chu Cheng's intentions and took the initiative to start a fire. The wood ignited, illuminating the gloomy surroundings.

The fire became more and more vigorous, and the boiling water boiled, and the fragrance of rice began to rise.

White smoke curled around, lingering around, Chu Cheng watched quietly, waiting for the rice to cook.

When he left, he had to taste the taste of home one last time.

Then, go kill people.

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Four Qi New Year's Day, the beginning of longevity. Kyoto is beautiful tonight, with thousands of lights in the alleys and stars in the sky, illuminating the silvery snow even brighter.

The sound of firecrackers sounded in the distance, and a little red light rose from the ground and shot into the sky.

The fireworks were brilliant and spread out like starlight, making it impossible to tell whether they were the light of the world or the stars of the night sky.

The water is murmuring, rendered by the firelight. The melted snow dripped from the branches of the trees by the brook, and fell into the stream like a light rain.

The splash of water was sprinkled on the burning candle flame of the lantern. Under the swaying, the red fire on the water surface is extremely bright.

There were many boys and girls standing on the shore, looking at the lanterns they had put out, silently making wishes, or watching the fireworks in the sky with joy.

It's spring after year, and Junlan City is peaceful.

A man in white stood on the shore, watching the people laughing and studying, watching the fireworks all over the city, watching the flow between the stream and the lanterns, silent.

The night light and the firelight reflected on Chu Cheng's face at the same time, illuminating the gloom on his face.

On today's good day, everyone is immersed in joy, and only one person is in sadness.

Chu Cheng slowly looked up into the distance, and across a city wall, he could still see that the palace was emitting a soft glow towards the night sky.

In this night breeze, there is a faint sound of melodious music, ringing bells and chimes. In the depths of that palace, singing and dancing reigned flat.

Chu Cheng didn't understand why a faint monarch was still qualified to enjoy the peace that only a peaceful and prosperous world could have. He didn't understand why there was such idleness and why he killed loyal ministers in a row after a series of battles on the border!

There is no doubt that such a country will not be destroyed by the enemy in many years.

The people of Junlan City were immersed in this good night. The stream of red fire, reflected in the light of the fire, gurgled and moved. The water is so clear that you can see the bottom of the stream clearly.

Yes, the running water is very clear, and it can be stained with a thick layer of blood.

Chu Cheng's divine sense was very wide, so wide that he could see a tall tower in the distance. The first thing that catches your eye is the long, sticky hair, and then the lifeless faces.

The tower was called the Junlan Tower, and there were piles of heads piled on it, and this man had more than a thousand heads.

At the top, at the top, at the top, hang three heads. It was Chu Cheng's grandfather and parents.

Although it was winter, the heads had already begun to rot during the month.

Chu Cheng's heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss, shattered and torn apart, and it seemed to be beaten fiercely by a hammer of ten thousand catties.

It was as if all his air had been drained of him, and he was trapped in a vacuum, unable to breathe

"Childe?" Li Ying, who was behind him, saw Chu Cheng's face pale, and hurriedly called.

This call woke Chu Cheng up, but there was a lot of anger under his eyes.

He walked up to Li Ying and said softly, and then walked towards the crowd.

Flower lanterns flowed in the clear water, and suddenly like a spring breeze came overnight, the sound of rain sprinkled in the stream.

"Boom!" Immediately after, something rolled to the ground, rolling on the ground.

It was a human head, still laughing, and staring with wide eyes, leaving behind the horror of death.

There was a brief silence, the laughter that had been before was gone, and then there were screams.

Some people are frightened, so frightened that they don't move, and some people desperately run again, trying to escape from here.

But, how could they escape?

As soon as the flying sword came out, everywhere it went, human heads fell to the ground.

One, two, three........ How much Chu Fu died, how many died here.

The fireworks are still blooming, and they are spreading brilliantly. Illuminates this dead blood.

It's spring after year, it's the beginning of the year, and it's the end of them.

A long line flew out, tied the heads together, and walked towards the palace.

Walking in the palace of the Yellow Kingdom, stepping on the bluestone on the ground, I felt the chill that spread to the depths of my bones.

Behind him was a pile of human heads, leaving a long trail as they walked all the way.

There were men and women, old and young, all of whom had their heads cut off by a sword, and they died without looking at them.

These people are not the murderers who caused the destruction of the Chu Mansion. However, Chu Cheng felt that it was a misfortune to let these people live in such a country.

So he killed them. The eighteen cities of the Yellow Kingdom have been slaughtered by Chu Cheng in five cities, and this Junlan City is six cities.

Li Ying behind him carefully held the bodies of Chu Cheng's three family members, looked at the heads all over the ground, and felt that Chu Cheng had gone crazy.

Crazy? Crazy. His family died because of him, and a loyal minister was destroyed in this way.......

And the people still take this tragedy as their own after-dinner tea, in Chu Cheng's eyes, they should die.

Chu Cheng, he's really crazy.